letra de passions of the soul - sean ford
[verse 1: sean ford]
everyday i grind, living life on repeat
when i work, i teach, when i rap, i preach
put it on the beat it’s my therapy
i feel like chemo wasn’t fair to me
running through veins like amphetamines
wonderin what it really means
i write my bars like they symphonies
employing metaphors like they similes
hop on the mic to soliloquy
or monologue or rant
cuz i never get the chance
to let my feelings out
like a leaky spout
i’ve been broken
i’ve been bored
i’m done joking
i hit record
i’m reckless
i feel like the girl from precious
because life wasn’t fair to her
maybe i’m not the main character
[verse 2: blackface alien]
i had a dream i could levitate
and everything was grey
it persists through the day
so i can never tell if i’m asleep or awake
it’s like one long take
i need pinch or a shock
million watts times googolplex
or a trip to hotel in budapest
i ex-ist because i think
i think i don’t exist
the twist
i think i don’t exist
that’s a word that’s a verb that i don’t do
or haven’t in a minute thats a habit that i live in
there’s rabbits in the kitchen in the cabinets for the lettuce and the cabbage to prepare a word salad
better some nouns from the garden
i engage in semantic jargon to relate or escape
i would grant a pardon if i had any power of my own to bargain
but i don’t and i won’t and i can’t cuz i only use singular pr-nouns
what i got’s scant to keep myself afloat
it’s funny cuz we all in the same boat
oh no
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